Tag: love
Remembering my Ma
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Two years ago I had planted sunflowers to feel closer to my Ma, who had green thumbs. She loved plants and had a plant nursery, when I was growing up. She was 5000 miles away and it had been over a decade since I was able to see her face to face,…
How a plant, a cat and conversation brought me from the brink of a mental precipice
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Last June, at the height of the covid-19 pandemic and lockdown, I wanted to die. Quite suddenly, I had lost my Ma. Grief fed my chronic depression and suicidal ideation. For years Ma wistfully told me on the phone how she longed to see my face, and how “you come…
Lessons from my grandparents – ‘All work and no play\’
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…we all need play – children and grown ups alike. It is an integral part to our whole selves – to enjoy, to discover, be creative and process life.
Grief and fibromyalgia 2.0
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This is a post about nothing really. I\’ve been getting quieter and quieter. I know. And I\’m sorry. Since Mama Claire left for the next life I haven\’t felt quite right.
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